Old King Cole

Old king Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe, and he
called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Now every fiddler had a fine fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee-tweedle-dee. tweedle-dee,
went the fiddlers.
Oh there's none so rare as can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three!